Not Rolling on Shabbos

Nothing much is going on here. Last night Jester and I bowled in our league. We got beat by a pair of couples. It was obvious that the guys wanted to bowl, but couldn't find a 3rd and 4th for their team, so they made their wives bowl. Why was this obvious, you ask? Because every time either of the wives got up to bowl, they would lackadaisically roll/drop their ball down the lane, turning away and walking back without any interest whatsoever in how many (if any) pins the ball knocked down. Bowling isn't exactly the most exciting sport, but I've never seen a team so completely emotionless out on the lanes. Even their husbands, who were good enough to carry the team in spite of their wives, didn't crack a smile, even when one dude rolled 5 strikes in a row. Our team gets excited when we get 9s. Fucking Germans. Fucking Nazis. Nothing changes.